My Oh So Corny Boyfriend
The more you hate, the more you love
After what happened yesterday, all I wanted to do was to just slit my throat off, stab myself in the eye, or cut my wrists so I could bleed and die. I know that I may sound morbid or killer but I couldn't stand the fact that I, Haruno Sakura, had been mocked standoffishly and humiliated in front of the whole school by the only man I knew I could readily punch in the face.
Last night when I got back from school, my dad laughed at me because I smelled like crap. He told me that I looked like a dirty ugly duckling waiting for some fairy god mother or a miracle to help me look pretty. I was like, 'Shut up dad, shut up', but obviously I didn't say that straight to his face or I would be grounded forever, bound to never see the sun and teenage socialization.
PINK HAIR vs. BLACK HAIR
Be ready for my little revenge HAHAHA!
"Oh my God, Sakura you smell awful!"
My dad joked as I looked at his evil smile like a pig with his two fingers pinching his little nose.
He sounded funny that time; it was hilarious for the both of us but I was definitely not fine about it. How was I supposed to be cool at it? I didn't plan to be smelly or be lame. The stupidity of falling flat on my nose was far from my dream lunch time relaxation. It wasn't even my fault. It was his fault, it was obviously him. No other man, girl, or human could do that to me. It was pure evil Uchiha Sasuke, my mortal enemy.
I felt like an idiot; I was an idiot that time. I tried to hold my anger inside, but I couldn't resist the temptation of releasing it on somebody. Sadly, the wooden staircase of my house got beat up by my angry footsteps as I breathed fire on my way back to my room.
I heard him stop laughing, probably because he knew that I was in a bad mood and that I could easily punch someone, or worse kill.
Or maybe my dad was scared of me.
Well, he should be because I was really in a bad mood.
I banged my bedroom door and looked at my mirror before going into the washroom. "I look like crap."
I needed a break from all of the nonsense that had happened that day, so I walked outside and I noticed that my dad stopped his pig-like laugh downstairs. I banged the bathroom door to make sure my dad knew that I was angry and then jumped into the tub.
At last, I was alone and I could ease my mind off that horrible man. I got to this utopia as soon as the healing warmth of the tub water flooded my overly-stressed body. It felt so good that it almost made me want to sleep under the sinking tranquility of the liquid.
"Thank God, this day is over."
The feeling of rejuvenation in the water was the best thing to do after stressing about something really embarrassing. At least for a moment, my brain could forget all about what happened that afternoon, until my dad called me and destroyed my moments of peace.
"Sakura, you got a phone call!"
'I'm not going to answer that daddy,' I thought as I fiddled through my pink hair.
"Sakura, answer the phone!"
'I'm asleep; I'm not going to answer that stupid phone call…'
"Sakura, Ino said it's important!"
As soon as I heard my dad said that it was my friend-slash-enemy Ino, I got up from my seventh-heaven tub to answer the call in my bedroom.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Sakura…So do you believe me now?"
"What?"
"I told you, you love him."
I laughed and placed the phone on my shoulders as I combed my hair with a big, round brush.
"What made you think I like him anyway?"
There was this awkward silence coming from Ino's line.
"Hello, are you still there? I asked her.
"Yeah, but tell me why don't you like him?"
I was shocked; I wasn't expecting that from Ino. Of course I didn't like Sasuke. No girl in her proper mind would even like Sasuke. He had this awful look, although sexy sometimes…but still awful if you thought about it over and over again. I couldn't think of a way to explain or describe him.
Think of him as the perfect example of the seven deadly sins walking on legs, or the son of the devil with demonic slithery eyes as he held his fiery fork with pride.
"I know he's cute, but I don't like his hair."
"So the hair makes you puke? Or the hair makes him puke-able?"
"Of course not, I like his hair but it doesn't suit him well."
"Sakura, you make everything confusing. You said you don't like his hair, but you just admitted that you like his hair. Okay, just take the hair out…now do you like him?"
"YUCK! NO! NO! NO! I told you I don't like to see him with his hair… although it's cute, and I most likely don't want to see him without it. The hair, the spiky top - like a pineapple - doesn't suit him. Spiky is hot, but he's probably far from HOT because I tell you, HE IS NOT!"
"See you're doing it again."
"WHAT I'm not doing anything! All I said was his hair is cute and I don't like it as his hair style!"
"Oh, Sakura you're confusing me and you're confusing yourself. You just said that his hair was cute, but then you're saying that he's far from hot, and his hair doesn't suit him well. You know, girls from our school die to see him touch his hair. His hair is like the epitome of greatness, majesty and royal-ness. Did you know that?!"
"HAHA, He wishes…"
"Oh Sakura you, have no idea."
"WHAT!?"
"I just think you like him and you're just shy to admit it. Or maybe you couldn't handle the truth because you know truth sometimes sucks. The truth is that you like him and you don't want him to know that."
I was tongue-tied. It felt different considering it came from my best friend. I didn't think that she would have that idea in her head. All I knew was that I didn't like him and I will never ever like him.
"Ino, I promise this, over my dead body. I'm going to ge trevenge on him!"
My friend who was having these weird presumptions about me and that freaky Sasuke only said, "Whatever."
I felt that rage in me after Ino said, 'Whatever'. I was eager to make him feel sorry about what he did to me and to make him fall flat on his butt too. I wanted to make sure that my pretty pink hair would win over his ugly spiky hair.
KUDOS PINK HAIR!
Defeat black hair!
The next morning, I woke up with the mindset of a panther, ready to snatch my prey's neck and snap it off. I kept my mind focused on revenge and do it exactly as the perfect mission.
To tell you the truth, I still don't know what will my revenge be like, but I know once I get to that point, I will be able to make it as perfect as a well-planned revenge.
"Sakura, Sakura!"
My dad's morning gargle of attention started. He called me so that I could taste his specialty breakfast namely: Japanese rice, green tea and his fried bacon and sunny side up egg.
I know that his breakfast meal doesn't even sound that glamorous, but my dad insists that his menu is the best. I know that he's lying.
The green tea tastes like the usual, which I am very thankful of because at least he didn't take the virginity out of the green tea. Most of his dishes only sound good but the taste, plus the presentation isn't mouth watering or edible.
"Dad, I'm coming."
I was mystified to know that my dad called me not because of the tasting thing, which I was thankful for, but because my friend Ino was already downstairs, sipping my dad's semi- top-charting green tea.
"Ino—" I was tongue-tied.
She looked at me with her eyes peeping through the porcelain china cup with her legs crossed and her blond hair covering her right eye.
She said, "Hi Sakura."
"What are you doing here?" I answered back with my hands busy on my headband.
I walked down, thinking that she might have a plan on her mind. I've always known Ino, and she's the type of girl who would be tricky sometimes, but very resourceful when needed.
She stood up, fixing her bangs to the side while placing the china on the wooden table next to her. She looked at me and posed, "Well, I visited my grandparents' house blocks away from here, so I decided to visit you too. You should be thankful you know…I brought my car and you'd be getting your free ride to school."
Obviously, that wasn't the real reason why she came to my house. I knew that her grandparents lived one block away from my house but to hear her say that she went to her grandparents' house was a big lie. I knew that she would not take the time to go their house because she told me that she hated her granddad's domestic cat.
She said that it smelled awful and she wouldn't dare to visit their house.
But I'm still thankful that she visited me because I will be able to save money for transportation. The only thing I have in my mind is that probably she came to my house with a hidden agenda.
"Oh okay," I said, grabbed her by the wrist as I bid my goodbye to my dad. "Dad, were going to school now."
I kissed my dad goodbye and hurried outside to see that she was lying about the car thing.
"I was joking, my dad asked the driver to get him to his office."
Again, my life was ruined. I thought I could save some money by riding Ino's car, but I was wrong. In fact, when Ino and I got out of my house, the street was actually empty.
"What do you really want Ino?" I asked my friend with the obvious tone of disappointment.
She looked at me straight to the eye and again I saw this look, the look like I saw from her the last time we talked in the cafeteria. The smell of inquisition coming from her aura and her grin told me that denial was not an answer. I could feel that she had this bizarre idea because I knew her, and I could sense her.
"Well… you've got to prove that you don't like him." Ino replied.
I looked at her with a poker face. I was making sure that the fire-breathing Sakura wouldn't come out anytime soon. I wanted to play it cool, so as not to give an impression that I was being so defensive, since Ino would give me that line, 'See you're defensive and that's the usual style of someone in love but really in denial'.
"I told you Ino, I don't like him," I repeated with a low, slow manner. "I DON'T LIKE HIM—"
She looked at me with her left brow slightly raised, which probably meant that she didn't believe me.
'I knew it; she didn't believe me.'
"You KNOW I don't believe you."
I looked at her and decided that I would be getting my revenge during our physics laboratory class because that was the only class we had together and we're lab partners. I still didn't know what to do by then, but I wanted to tell her that I, Haruno Sakura, will not and will never be defeated by someone whose last name was abbreviated after by the Japanese term Uchiwa which translates to "fan" – Uchiha Sasuke.
"I'm going to get my revenge on Sasuke!"
Ino looked at me and laughed, "You know, you can't do that!"
Do I look like I'm joking?
I looked back at her and said, "Yes, in fact I'm going to make sure, he'll be begging me to save him from his misery because I'll be kicking his ass!"
"Is that so?"
"Yes. Ino, you better watch how I do it in class!"
"Okay, I'll be watching."
When Ino and I got to the classroom for our Physics class, I was ready to silence the devious mocking bird. I was ready to fulfill my mission and I was ready to kill Uchiha Sasuke for good. Unfortunately, my supposedly perfect plan turned out to be something I didn't expect to happen.
I was talking to Ino, Hinata and Tenten in the classroom. Ino decided to share my secret revenge. I was intending to surprise everyone with my perfect plan, but Ino scattered the news to my friends.
Ino informed, "Hey guys, did you know that Sakura will be getting her revenge on Sasuke during Physics?"
Tenten looked at me like she was saying 'That would not work, Sakura' with her eyes. Of course, everyone was expecting that I would not succeed in front of the class.
"Wait," Tenten then asked, "We only get to see him on Tuesday because that's the time when two different sections combine for Physics laboratory right? So you're doing it today?"
I answered with pride, "Yes, and I will do it in front of the class, right now!"
YES, this is the edited version of my update. LOL I various response from people, and I'm really disappointed with myself, cause I was careless about not editing the fic. ALTHOUGH, I tried, but I guess editing is not my forte. Anyways, here's the edited version.
LOL, Anyways, I'm planning to dye my hair tawny Blond. YIPEES, I'm So Excited
SPECIAL THANKS TO - HYEJI and FROG-WALLET Love you guys
